Heavenly Himalayas

“There is a mouse in my shoe! ”
“Why didn’t it say ‘peep’ when I went into my shoe?”
“I killed a mouse…..”

Tasting the Himalayas

Foot on the ground, braking is not necessary, taking a deep breath of air is. It seems like we are going uphill forever. It isn’t steep but our legs can’t go as fast as I want to go. Marlous comes standing next to me. I can hear her coughing more each time we stop….again she coughs. ” Lous it isn’t important!”
“We don’t have to cycle everything.”
“It’s just a pass as all he others…..” (more…)

Into the Indian mountains

The morning we want to leave Delhi the rain drops down from the sky like crazy. While we are having our breakfast we hope it will stop, but there’s more water coming down instead. So we stay one more day in Delhi, where the streets are flooded at the end of the morning. (more…)

Racing Indian men

“Steven, another one is coming!” I shout ahead.
Behind my back I feel a man approaching. It takes a while before he cycles almost next to me. (more…)

Roepies, rice and rain

After missing the border office of Nepal, it doesn’t surprise us that the Indian office is hidden as well. We could just cycle into India without showing our visas, but to avoid problems we try to find an officer who can give us the right stamps. (more…)

At home in Kathmandu

Our plane descents trough thick layers of clouds towards the Kathmandu Valley. Sometimes we see a little part of Nepal below us, but it isn’t much. It doesn’t matter, we are familiar with the views below us. (more…)

Go on wereldtrappers go on!!

We are surrounded by mountains on which the first snow has fallen. The air is cold and slowly autumn changes into winter. From our little house in Queenstown we see it all happening, but with our heads we are somewhere else. (more…)